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He's setting up his own dead wife montage
I think wei qingwei's sword should be able to turn into a hammer
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This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but itβs also kind of an amazing two-line poem? βHis Wife has filled his house with chintzβ is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and βchintzβ is a perfect word choice hereβsonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then βto keep it real I fuck him on the floorβ collapses that whole mood with short percussive soundsβbut itβs still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8
I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct
I went back to dig up this post because I was thinking about poetry.
This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.
As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: βfuck him on the floor.β The use of βchintzβ is indeed great word choice.
Because Iβm insane, decided to scan the poem:
Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.
There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of βkeep it realβ juxtaposed with βchintz.β It causes me to interpret the βchintzβ more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of βfuck,β which is a contrast with βchintzβ but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where βchintzβ is flimsy and inanimate.
And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is βfilled with chintzββsomething that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with βkeep it real.β
The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wifeβs marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something βreal.β Thatβs a story, and itβs just two lines.
This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, yβall. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.
From a technical standpoint (and ive taken 300- and 400-level poetry classes so I can say this) this is damn near flawless as a poem.
Kept thinking about this ever since I saw it and had to do something
there's art now
Ah dang to go further; the floor is framed as a refuge. As if there is literally no other space in this house that hasn't been populated by his wife with flimsy inanimate fakery. There is no space for this man in this house save for the floor. There is no space for him on the sofa, oon the counter tops, and most notably, no space for him in the marital bed.
Iβd also like to point out the use of the word βhas.β The wife has filled the house with chintz. She isnβt filling the house with chintz. She doesnβt fill the house with chintz. She has filled the house with chintz. Use of the past-tense makes the wife a subtly removed element in the story, someone whose presence we see in the environment, but who is blissfully distant during the actors throes of passion. There is an element of physical as well as emotional separation from the wife that is catalyzed by being fucked on the floor. Use of the past tense is an end to the wife presence in the actors life, a carnal catharsis amid cold fragility and emotional distance.
This is my new favourite post in the world
everyone cheer for the one (1) time tumblr had reading comprehension
And, predictably, it's because it was about gay sex
normally I would not just screenshot myself and post it here but itβs Friday and Iβm feeling lazy
if newt gingrich replaced his "ging" with a "rient"... let's just say i'd be a lot more interested π€€
this is a horrible knife. i didn't think i was capable of being inadequate until i made this knife. it's engorged.
Too large?
look at it. it looks like a fertility device. it's too fat to be an envelope opener. *in despair* it needs to be destroyed...
*snickers at the knife*
That is certainly a girthy one
this is what i get for trying to use scrap metal. i touch this with a hammer and it will shatter. it just won't alloy... *hands it over for inspection*
It is perhaps best broken before anyone who sees it is *inspired*
ah. *burying face in hands* the teenagers. you would think they'd have enough to experiment with without desecrating my forges for things like this... Mu-shidi, could I trouble you to shatter that? I can't bear to look at it for a single moment more... it's repellent...
*snickers more and accepts the hammer*
By this mighty hammer I shatter this engorged blade!
*strikes down*
*it turns into literal powder* ...Mu-shidi is very powerful...
Hm. That was a bit more fine than I expected it to become.
Well! That's that at least! *smiles at Wei Qingwei a touch sheepishly*
*sighs* goodbye, fat knife... this is a better end than what my kids would have subjected you to... i apologize for bringing you into this world... *kicks sand over the powder*
At least its existence was a brief one
Brief and uneventful, like many lives... *tosses an arm over your shoulder and walks you away from the cremated knife* have you ever doubted your skills, Mu-shidi?
I'm a doctor. I had best be willing to be open to being wrong.
*waves hand* Well, all of us are often wrong; no matter how high our cultivation gets, we're ultimately still human... what I meant was, have you ever done something a thousand times, and the thousand-and-first time you faltered?
*dead eyed*
I try not to
*sighs again. ah, wrong person to ask this question to...* Apologies, shidi; lives depend on you, and you are certainly more careful with yourself than I am; besides, it might not be pleasant to remember...
I am sure there are others who feel similarly. Shang Shixiong, or Shen shixiong.
well, I will ask them when I see them! They will certainly have anecdotes to share. Do you think raising my cultivation would help me work better? Perhaps I should focus on my cultivation instead of making new weapons for a while... *looks bummed about it*
Perhaps. A good break can help you come back stronger than before! You could take on some missions, or go on a research trip
*shakes head* I was thinking more along the lines of secluded meditation. Although it always bores me to tears, and I come out of it feeling worn out, it is the fastest and most stable way to develop...
If you wish to...
*dramatically faints back onto mu qingfang* I really don't want to! Mu-shidi, do you know a fast way to work on my cultivation without having to be alone for months on end?
*pauses*
I could help you with it.
Oh? *peeks up at him* What does Mu-shidi mean? *thinks* I could probably tolerate seven- no, eight medicinal teas a day... but no more!!
Perhaps some more *personal* sword practice with me
*winks*
Ah... Oh! *laughs* It's certainly very kind of Mu-shidi to offer, and of course I would be honored! *stands up properly and thumps him on the back cheerfully* Swords are, of course, my expertise, ahaha!
We'll see if you can keep up with me then!
Is that a challenge, shidi? *grinning*
It certainly is!
Your place or mine?
Depends on if we'll be needing auxiliary tools! *winks also*
*laughs*
My place it is!
*cheerfully follows along*
this is a horrible knife. i didn't think i was capable of being inadequate until i made this knife. it's engorged.
Too large?
look at it. it looks like a fertility device. it's too fat to be an envelope opener. *in despair* it needs to be destroyed...
*snickers at the knife*
That is certainly a girthy one
this is what i get for trying to use scrap metal. i touch this with a hammer and it will shatter. it just won't alloy... *hands it over for inspection*
It is perhaps best broken before anyone who sees it is *inspired*
ah. *burying face in hands* the teenagers. you would think they'd have enough to experiment with without desecrating my forges for things like this... Mu-shidi, could I trouble you to shatter that? I can't bear to look at it for a single moment more... it's repellent...
*snickers more and accepts the hammer*
By this mighty hammer I shatter this engorged blade!
*strikes down*
*it turns into literal powder* ...Mu-shidi is very powerful...
Hm. That was a bit more fine than I expected it to become.
Well! That's that at least! *smiles at Wei Qingwei a touch sheepishly*
*sighs* goodbye, fat knife... this is a better end than what my kids would have subjected you to... i apologize for bringing you into this world... *kicks sand over the powder*
At least its existence was a brief one
Brief and uneventful, like many lives... *tosses an arm over your shoulder and walks you away from the cremated knife* have you ever doubted your skills, Mu-shidi?
I'm a doctor. I had best be willing to be open to being wrong.
*waves hand* Well, all of us are often wrong; no matter how high our cultivation gets, we're ultimately still human... what I meant was, have you ever done something a thousand times, and the thousand-and-first time you faltered?
*dead eyed*
I try not to
*sighs again. ah, wrong person to ask this question to...* Apologies, shidi; lives depend on you, and you are certainly more careful with yourself than I am; besides, it might not be pleasant to remember...
I am sure there are others who feel similarly. Shang Shixiong, or Shen shixiong.
well, I will ask them when I see them! They will certainly have anecdotes to share. Do you think raising my cultivation would help me work better? Perhaps I should focus on my cultivation instead of making new weapons for a while... *looks bummed about it*
Perhaps. A good break can help you come back stronger than before! You could take on some missions, or go on a research trip
*shakes head* I was thinking more along the lines of secluded meditation. Although it always bores me to tears, and I come out of it feeling worn out, it is the fastest and most stable way to develop...
If you wish to...
*dramatically faints back onto mu qingfang* I really don't want to! Mu-shidi, do you know a fast way to work on my cultivation without having to be alone for months on end?
*pauses*
I could help you with it.
Oh? *peeks up at him* What does Mu-shidi mean? *thinks* I could probably tolerate seven- no, eight medicinal teas a day... but no more!!
Perhaps some more *personal* sword practice with me
*winks*
Ah... Oh! *laughs* It's certainly very kind of Mu-shidi to offer, and of course I would be honored! *stands up properly and thumps him on the back cheerfully* Swords are, of course, my expertise, ahaha!
We'll see if you can keep up with me then!
Is that a challenge, shidi? *grinning*
It certainly is!
Your place or mine?
Depends on if we'll be needing auxiliary tools! *winks also*
this is a horrible knife. i didn't think i was capable of being inadequate until i made this knife. it's engorged.
Too large?
look at it. it looks like a fertility device. it's too fat to be an envelope opener. *in despair* it needs to be destroyed...
*snickers at the knife*
That is certainly a girthy one
this is what i get for trying to use scrap metal. i touch this with a hammer and it will shatter. it just won't alloy... *hands it over for inspection*
It is perhaps best broken before anyone who sees it is *inspired*
ah. *burying face in hands* the teenagers. you would think they'd have enough to experiment with without desecrating my forges for things like this... Mu-shidi, could I trouble you to shatter that? I can't bear to look at it for a single moment more... it's repellent...
*snickers more and accepts the hammer*
By this mighty hammer I shatter this engorged blade!
*strikes down*
*it turns into literal powder* ...Mu-shidi is very powerful...
Hm. That was a bit more fine than I expected it to become.
Well! That's that at least! *smiles at Wei Qingwei a touch sheepishly*
*sighs* goodbye, fat knife... this is a better end than what my kids would have subjected you to... i apologize for bringing you into this world... *kicks sand over the powder*
At least its existence was a brief one
Brief and uneventful, like many lives... *tosses an arm over your shoulder and walks you away from the cremated knife* have you ever doubted your skills, Mu-shidi?
I'm a doctor. I had best be willing to be open to being wrong.
*waves hand* Well, all of us are often wrong; no matter how high our cultivation gets, we're ultimately still human... what I meant was, have you ever done something a thousand times, and the thousand-and-first time you faltered?
*dead eyed*
I try not to
*sighs again. ah, wrong person to ask this question to...* Apologies, shidi; lives depend on you, and you are certainly more careful with yourself than I am; besides, it might not be pleasant to remember...
I am sure there are others who feel similarly. Shang Shixiong, or Shen shixiong.
well, I will ask them when I see them! They will certainly have anecdotes to share. Do you think raising my cultivation would help me work better? Perhaps I should focus on my cultivation instead of making new weapons for a while... *looks bummed about it*
Perhaps. A good break can help you come back stronger than before! You could take on some missions, or go on a research trip
*shakes head* I was thinking more along the lines of secluded meditation. Although it always bores me to tears, and I come out of it feeling worn out, it is the fastest and most stable way to develop...
If you wish to...
*dramatically faints back onto mu qingfang* I really don't want to! Mu-shidi, do you know a fast way to work on my cultivation without having to be alone for months on end?
*pauses*
I could help you with it.
Oh? *peeks up at him* What does Mu-shidi mean? *thinks* I could probably tolerate seven- no, eight medicinal teas a day... but no more!!
Perhaps some more *personal* sword practice with me
*winks*
Ah... Oh! *laughs* It's certainly very kind of Mu-shidi to offer, and of course I would be honored! *stands up properly and thumps him on the back cheerfully* Swords are, of course, my expertise, ahaha!
We'll see if you can keep up with me then!
Is that a challenge, shidi? *grinning*